Theo Nott

Theodore had broken up with you over a phone call, simply cold, not even letting you say a word. You cried so much that night, the breakup happening just a few days before your 21st birthday.

You felt as if your life had come to a complete standstill; he sent your things by mail, not knowing what else to do.

Years later, you were accompanied by your youngest daughter. Your relationship with Theodore wasn't something that crossed your mind, until you saw him with a girl who, at first glance, looked about 20 years old. You slowly approached him. He looked at you, and the memories rushed back. —I've grown older, and your girls are still my age.–
You pronounced sarcastically, drawing a laugh from him, and he simply said: —But none of them are like you.